Chapter 70 Wen Yanlu and Si Moyan, the target is actually...
Si Luochen looked at Zhou Xuyan in the eye ward, wiping the corners of Xia Zhi's lips with a tissue, and a nameless anger rose in his heart.
He lowered his dark eyelashes to hide the gloom in his eyes, put the fruit basket and flowers on the ground, and strode away.
Xia Ying looked at Si Luochen who was limping.
The embarrassment of being humiliated by him was swept away, and she took out her camera to shoot a short video of Si Luochen walking.
Tsk.
How could he, a lame man, have the nerve to humiliate her?
The way he walks is so ugly!
"Yingying, you are angry. I think he is just sour grapes."
Xia Ying shrugged, "You're too lazy to bother with him. Just throw the flowers in the fruit basket he bought for me into the trash can!"
It would be a shame for her to tell others that she was liked by a little cripple.
Xia Ying pushed open the door of the ward and walked in.
Zhou Xuyan saw Xia Ying and they exchanged glances.
Xia Ying sat down beside the bed and held Xia Zhi's hand hypocritically, "Zhi Zhi, are you feeling better? Mom will come to see you after work. Our whole family cares about you very much. You have to get better soon."
After you get better, give up the inheritance of property, and when you are no longer useful, you can die!
Although Xia Zhi didn't remember the past, she felt inexplicably comfortable facing Xia Ying's smile.
Not only to Xia Ying, but also to her boyfriend Zhou Xuyan.
After she woke up, Zhou Xuyan took care of her meticulously, running around, being gentle and considerate, and demonstrating his responsibilities as a boyfriend to the fullest.
In her memory, she seemed to be very affectionate with Zhou Xuyan.
But for some reason, when facing Zhou Xuyan, her heart was as calm as water, without the slightest ripple of emotion!
"Xia Ying, who were you talking to outside just now?" Xia Zhi asked weakly.
"A lame man who wants to pester me." Xia Ying thought that after all these years, Si Luochen still let her go. She twitched the corners of her lips proudly, "He still looks good, but it's a pity that he walks so ugly."
Xia Ying took out the short video she had taken and played it for Xia Zhi and Zhou Xuyan.
Zhou Xuyan laughed sarcastically, "The way he walks, he really looks like a cripple."
"Hahaha, he was originally a cripple. Zhou Xuyan, you are so funny."
"Enough——" Xia Zhi felt inexplicably uncomfortable when she saw the boy limping from behind.
The clear autumn-water pupils were unconsciously flushed.
She glared at Zhou Xuyan and Xia Ying angrily, "It's very rude to laugh at someone's physical defects behind their back!"
Xia Ying was talking to Xia Zhi and saw that he was angry. Although she felt a little relieved, she still couldn't help but go back.
How long can Zheng Xiazhi live?
When she gave up inheriting the large fortune left by her father, Xia Ying's mother would remind her of the painful experience of being bullied.
Then, she will suffer from depression and eventually commit suicide like her mother.
…
After returning to Yecheng, Wen Yan had a sound sleep.
When I woke up, I felt refreshed.
When I arrived at the living room, I saw Mr. Si watching the live video.
Wen Yan walked over to take a look.
"Xiao Yan, come over here and help Grandpa analyze this recent Internet celebrity Wen Huijun. Why did he become so popular so quickly? Do you think I, an old man, can become a big Internet celebrity if I act crazy during the day and act emo at night?"
Wen Yan's mouth twitched.
She found that since she came here, Mr. Si's mental state has been too normal.
"Grandpa, you are already a well-known chairman of Yecheng, there is no need for you to be an internet celebrity."
Mr. Si stroked his white beard and said, "That's fine. I used to be a popular figure in the old ladies' circle of friends, but now Lao Dengwen Huijun has dominated their circle of friends."
Wen Yan, "..."
Wen Yan hasn't been surfing the Internet recently. She is searching for news on the gossip system.
At this sight, she immediately became interested.
In the early days, he was a driving school coach, in the middle days, he was the graceful dancing Wen Shen, and in the later days, he became the emo Wen Huijun.
Morning F and night E, this is in line with her spirit of the times, is it like?
Wen Yan immediately downloaded a photo of Wen Shen and posted a circle of friends using his quotes.
Wen Yan: I don’t expect you to understand me. It’s good enough as long as you don’t misunderstand me.
Illustration: Photo of Wen Shen.
Less than two minutes after Wen Yan posted on her Moments, Si Moyan called her.
"Wen Yan!" He called her by her full name, his voice low and cold.
"Honey, does your period come every month?" He was so caring and considerate to her when I returned home yesterday. Was she just having a dream?
Si Moyan on the other end of the phone was silent for a moment, his breathing became heavier, "Who is the man you posted on your Moments? We haven't divorced yet. Even if you want to find someone, can you find someone younger?"
Wen Yan was stunned for a few seconds, then burst into laughter.
"Grandpa, hurry up, your ice-cold grandson thinks I cheated on him, and the one I cheated on is the Wen Shen you are imitating!"
Master Si glanced at Wen Yan's circle of friends, and he saw Si Moyan's message: Who gave you the courage to post photos of other men?
Mr. Si snatched Wen Yan's phone and roared with his white beard, "Can you surf the Internet besides making money? This is a hot topic on the Internet recently. Are you a caveman without Internet?"
With a click, Mr. Si hung up the phone.
"Ignore him. He's 25 years old but he's acting like a 52-year-old."
Only Simoyan knew about the story of Wenshen, and the Wen family also knew about it.
Wen Yue saw Wen Yan’s circle of friends and immediately took a screenshot and sent it to the Wen family group.
Mother Wen: She was kicked out of the house by the Si family. This man looks older than me.
Wen Shiyu: She has brought disgrace upon our Wen family.
Wen Yiheng: This time she embarrassed me and made me a laughing stock in the circle. It would be better to let this vicious sister be deceived by an old man!
Wen Yue: Sister, you are such a fool. Can she survive without a man?
Wen Yiheng: Our Yueyue is still the best.
Wen Yue: Second brother, let me recommend you to meet the gold medal screenwriter Qi Hong. The scripts he writes are definitely worse than those written by Shao Qi.
Wen Yiheng: Yueyue, you actually know the screenwriter Qi Hong?
Qi Hong is a gold medal screenwriter in the circle. He is extremely talented and any drama he writes will become a hit.
But his whereabouts are mysterious and he rarely appears in public. Even bigwigs like him are generally difficult to contact.
Wen Yue was reborn because of the golden finger. A few days ago, she found the lost dog of Qihong's family.
The dog had lived in Qi Hong's home for seven or eight years, and the Qi family had long regarded it as one of their own.
After Wen Yue found it for them, Qi Hong thanked her very much.
In the Wen family group, Wen Yue was immediately praised.
Everyone in the Wen family thinks that Wen Yue is their lucky star, and Wen Yan is their disaster star.
…
Evening.
Wen Yan finished working out in the gym and went back to her room to take a shower.
When she came out, she saw men's underwear scattered all over the floor, and her mouth twitched.
"Wen Yan, it was you who wanted to bring this Tibetan Mastiff back. Look at what it has done!"
Si Moyan walked in carrying a big black dog, with a pair of his underwear in its mouth.
"You are a pervert, but now even your dog is as perverted as you."
What should I hold in my mouth? I'll hold his underwear.
Now there is not a single pair of good underwear left in his closet!